Genevieve:
I went inside with a heavy heart, making my way to the kitchen where the two of them were still cooking. They noticed me and smiled as if they hadn't been bitching about me.
"I was just telling him how apologetic I am for my behavior. So I am preparing you some food as an apology," Caspian said, smiling as he glanced in my direction, holding a spatula in his hand and a deceptive look in his eyes.
"Oh, I'm not hungry for this. I'm craving a fruit bowl," I requested, struggling to maintain composure and conceal my tears from them.
I can't believe they manipulated me so easily, only to talk negatively about me behind my back.
"Huh! Well then, I'll make you a fruit bowl," he forced a smile. I could sense his desire to punch me in the face, and honestly, it felt terrible.
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